Well, who’d have believed it. Somehow my diary got mentioned in TV Week this week. I’m not sure how many TV Week viewers actually surf the Web, but it’ll be interesting to find out.
I don’t actually read TV Week very often – in fact I think the last time was about five years ago, if you don’t count the occasional glances at a three year old copy that might be lying around in a doctor’s waiting room or at the barber.
So I’m not a regular reader. TV Week’s mix of glossy pictures of glossy starlet combined with in-depth, probing, investigative journalism (not!) isn’t quite my cup of tea.
But hey, it’s nice when there’s even a hint that somebody, anybody might be reading the drivel I post up on my Web pages…
